Category: poetry

As a thank-you to everyone for your support, May's audio is unlocked. Just go to my Patreon to listen for free! This poem came to me on the first warm day after our long winter. It was one of those days where everything feels like life and love and joy. Those days are valuable. It's a … Continue reading May’s Postcard Poem

I'm starting a new series on here about the books that influenced me growing up. These are the books that shaped my brain. Gave me my fears, values, and passions. The Julie Secret Ingredients! UNKNOWN POETRY BOOK Not every ingredient is sweet or savory. Some are sour. I don't remember the name of … Continue reading Secret Ingredients – 3

Last The gown floated with breath Trapped against my awkward body. Three times, the sound of water Echoing as if we stood in a grotto, Three times you held my body And declared me holy, A vessel for your dooms. I stopped believing, but out of us All, I am the only one still Breathing, … Continue reading Last

Each year I start off with a grand vision about what I'll read. I might actually have achieved it this time. Let's see what I read in poetry this year -- 20th Century American Poetry, edited by Conrad Aiken I learned A LOT from this little, dense book. My only complaint was that it was … Continue reading What I Read in Poetry, 2017

The water is there Kinetic Edges held static By concrete and sand The dam is loud But I cannot hear it From where I kneel On pebbled land There's a city under there Drowned Doorjambs empty Of daily homecomings I could walk The entire circumference And still feel a stranger To its clouded feelings And … Continue reading Wednesday’s A Moment

Many of you know I participated in the 2017 Poetry Postcard Festival. I already do monthly poetry postcards for my patrons, and this seemed a natural extension of this ongoing growth project of mine. We were given a list of 31 participants and their addresses. We started three days before August 1st, and mailed a … Continue reading Poetry Postcard Festival goes on…

Is blogging while sad the same as shopping when hungry? Possibly. And yet, here I am with a poem. Adrift What will I do when It no longer snows? I have a home In the pockets of my heart For the polar bear starving And the elephant disappearing, And even for the three Year old … Continue reading Tidal Shifts

Fida Islaih is the host of PoeteerChat on Twitter each Wednesday at 7pm EST. She is the author of A to Z Poetry, Her Olives, Blossoming Heart, Smile Back, Her Treasures, and Hugs & Kisses, as well as poetry prompts, and she offers editorial services. You can find her at fidaislaih.blogspot.com. JR: Fida, thanks so much for coming … Continue reading Interview: Fida Islaih, poet

It's time. It's Monday, the kids are going back to school, and the world is alternating between fire and flood. Let's do something fun. This weekend, a poetry organization suggested we memorize poems as a way to cope. Like Borges or Alice. The only stanzas I can remember are ones that begin, "“Would you like … Continue reading Famous Starts with Humble Endings

My parents divorced when I was two. Both of them were young and addicted and mentally ill. One of those would be enough to make parenting difficult, but the combination...well. I give my mother credit for trying very hard. When I was thirteen or so, my father re-entered my life. He brought with him a … Continue reading Terracotta Pomegranate